Quenching

Huang Qiaqia offered the best crab roe from his plate to Kong Yanfei's lips.

"Sister-in-law, try some crab roe."

Kong Yanfei gently pushed away Huang Qiaqia's hand, raised her slender arm slightly, and called to the shop assistant.

I'd like to eat non-fried potatoes. Any recommendations?

Mashed potatoes.

"can."

Sheng Shanxing gave the sea urchin from his plate to Huang Qiaqia, who liked sea urchin rice but didn't like sea urchin itself.

"Potatoes are high in starch and carbohydrates. Too much sugar in the body will turn into fat. Didn't you just eat potatoes backstage?"

Kong Yanfei leaned on Sheng Shanxing's arm, her eyes gentle and charming, her appearance shy and tender.

"I love potatoes. In my eyes, shredded potatoes, potato slices, potato chunks, and mashed potatoes are all delicious. It's like you are a gift from God, and I can never get enough of looking at you."

Sheng Shanxing lovingly fed Kong Yanfei a spoonful of mashed potatoes, speaking softly.

Do I look like a potato?

"You are my little potato, perfect in my eyes."

Kong Yanfei nestled in Sheng Shanxing's arms, her face beaming with joy, her smile captivating.

Huang Qiaqia watched with a grin as the couple opposite her put down their spoons and picked up their phones.

Seeing this, Wu Haofeng quietly reminded Huang Qiaqia.

“Right now, Wanli Fuguang has something important to do, so it’s best not to send him any messages or disturb him. Also, you can call Wanli Fuguang ‘Little Potato’ in private, but you shouldn’t call him that in front of outsiders, especially on special occasions.”

"I see."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Huang Qiaqia's face. She put away her phone and didn't want to touch the crab roe rice on her plate.

Sheng Shanxing put down his spoon and asked Wu Haofeng with a curious smile.

"The heir of the Wanli family must be subject to so many restrictions?"

"Hehe, there are no restrictions, but in some situations, it's best to be cautious about Wanli Fuguang's identity."

"What occasion is it?"

"I don't know the specific occasion, and someone of my status wouldn't be able to get involved."

Upon hearing Wu Haofeng's answer, Kong Yanfei released Sheng Shanxing's wrist, sat up straight, turned cold, and aggressively questioned Wu Haofeng.

Is Wanli Fuguang made of gold or diamonds? Just how noble is she? Does being Wanli Fuguang's girlfriend mean you can't even make a phone call or send a message?

"Hehe, it's not that it's not allowed, but even if Huang Qiaqia called Wanli Fuguang right now, he wouldn't have time to answer; if he sent a message, Wanli Fuguang wouldn't be able to check his phone, let alone reply to Huang Qiaqia immediately. Rather than making Huang Qiaqia wait in vain, wouldn't it be better for Huang Qiaqia to contact Wanli Fuguang when he's free?"

"So, when couples make jokes, they need to be careful about what words they can and cannot use, right? Then, I would like to ask Mr. Wu Haofeng, what should Huang Qiaqia and Wan Lifuguang pay attention to when they are dating? When it is convenient for you, Mr. Wu Haofeng, I hope you can write it down so that Huang Qiaqia can go back and read it repeatedly to deepen her memory."

Kong Yanfei glared fiercely at Wu Haofeng with piercing eyes.

Wu Haofeng turned to Sheng Shanxing for help.

Sheng Shanxing immediately raised his glass apologetically, and Wu Haofeng also adopted a humble posture, clinking glasses with Sheng Shanxing.

"Wu Haofeng, please be lenient and don't hold it against Kong Yanfei."

"You must have misunderstood something. Kong Yanfei is a very nice girl, beautiful and charming. She's also a minor celebrity now, and we all like her very much."

Wu Haofeng glanced at Huang Qiaqia, who nodded affirmatively.

"Hehe, you're a big shot, don't bother with little girls, they don't know any better."

"I just heard Huang Qiaqia say that Miss Kong Yanfei will soon become your wife, so I certainly won't have any conflict with your wife."

Sheng Shanxing picked up the cup, his deep gaze fixed on Wu Haofeng's face.

"What if Huang Qiaqia offends Mr. Wu Haofeng?"

A strange look flashed across Wu Haofeng's face, but he still smiled.

"Huang Qiaqia is a very nice person, a kind and lively girl. She has not offended me in any way. Mr. Sheng Shanxing is overthinking it."

Huang Qiaqia smiled and nodded at Sheng Shanxing, indicating her agreement with Wu Haofeng's opinion.

Sheng Shanxing put down his water glass and asked Huang Qiaqia.

Where are we going later?

"I'm going cycling with my classmates later?"

"Let's go!"

Wu Haofeng picked up Huang Qiaqia's schoolbag, and Huang Qiaqia followed behind Wu Haofeng, waving to Kong Yanfei and the others.

"Carry your own schoolbag."

Sheng Shanxing spoke in a slightly serious tone, and Huang Qiaqia immediately took her schoolbag from Wu Haofeng and put it on.

"Let me help you with your backpack! It's a bit heavy."

Wu Haofeng turned around to take his schoolbag, but Huang Qiaqia immediately grabbed his arm, shaking it as they walked, and asked him urgently.

"Ask the people around Wanli Fuguang if he has any work this afternoon. I'd like to video chat with him a bit more this afternoon. Professor Zhong is coming to our school tonight; he's giving a talk today about semi-supervised semantic segmentation algorithms."

Once aboard Mercury, Wu Haofeng secretly sent a message to his servant.

"Has the pregnant woman's husband been properly dealt with?"

"It's clean. Sheng Shanxing didn't find anything, not even the slightest clue."

******

Back at his home, Sheng Shanxing squatted on the ground, packing Kong Yanfei's luggage while pondering how the pregnant woman's husband could disappear into thin air, and whether it was Wu Haofeng who did it.

The faint scent of gardenias slowly disturbed Sheng Shanxing's thoughts, while soft footsteps sounded behind him, discreet and light.

Sheng Shanxing put down the purple shawl in his hand, a smile appearing between his brows and eyes. He continued to calmly pick up Kong Yanfei's makeup bag, stand up, and slowly place it on the dressing table.

The fragrance of gardenias grew stronger, and suddenly, Sheng Shanxing was turned around.

Kong Yanfei's slender white arms pressed down on Sheng Shanxing's shoulders, pinning him against the wall in a forceful and domineering manner.

"Little potato, you can't escape now."

Kong Yanfei's thick, flowing hair, like billowing clouds, cascaded lazily over her slender shoulders. Sheng Shanxing brushed her hair aside with one hand, revealing her fair and delicate shoulders that stirred desire.

Kong Yanfei smiled charmingly, her delicate eyebrows like ink dots, her red lips and cheeks captivating.

Suddenly, her slender waist was grasped by Sheng Shanxing's broad hand. Kong Yanfei winced slightly, frowned, and scolded Sheng Shanxing for using too much force.

The thin halter dress, covering the alluring beauty, was in the way.

Sheng Shanxing gently untied Kong Yanfei's shoulder strap with one hand, and his lips suddenly fell on hers. Kong Yanfei pushed him away forcefully and gave a soft command.

"This is the walk-in closet. Let's go back to the bedroom."

Sheng Shanxing raised an eyebrow, picked up the beautiful woman, whose beauty was as lovely as a peach blossom, and strode towards the bedroom, where he threw her onto the soft bed.

Afterwards, Kong Yanfei nestled in Sheng Shanxing's arms, her eyes brimming with spring-like joy.

"Ding, ding, ding."

Sheng Shanxing's phone received a message, which Kong Yanfei took and read aloud.